Monthly Archives: March 2014

Okay… so I wasn’t the cutest baby in the world…

Posted on March 26, 2014 by pouringmyartout

Here is another of my early posts. This one has pictures of me as a baby, a kid, and my wedding day. It was called: Enough about art… ——————————– Let’s talk about Arthur… Oh lucky you, I found some more … Continue reading →

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Well, we did it… 25,137 comments on one blog post!!!

Posted on March 18, 2014 by pouringmyartout

And we did it with love. We did it with friendship. We did it with humor. We didn’t start off with a negative topic that made people so angry that they felt they had to comment. We just did it … Continue reading →

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But I’m an ex Berkeley liberal hippy… I can’t be a racist!!!

Posted on March 9, 2014 by pouringmyartout

Yeah, that’s right… I have been accused of being a racist… sort of… in a really offhand way. You know that children’s book I did? The one called: I Like Monkeys. It is over there in my sidebar. I have … Continue reading →

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Today, on that post where we are setting the record for the most comments on a WordPress post and we are already up to 24,342 comments, we are going to play a new game…

Posted on March 7, 2014 by pouringmyartout

It is called: Ask the crack squirrels… because you can ask the crack squirrels in my head any question you want to… about anything… and they will answer you… even if the answer doesn’t make any sense… because they are … Continue reading →

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Now that is how you take a selfie!!!

Posted on March 7, 2014 by pouringmyartout

(or): Hey, don’t beat yourself up…

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I really need to know…

Posted on March 6, 2014 by pouringmyartout

While we were visiting Jessica in Arizona, she was teasing me once again about how I used to have a mullet. I keep insisting that I had long hair, but it was not a mullet. Hey, I grew up in … Continue reading →

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